Losing Skill

I’m losing all my abilities. To, by discipline or scare tactics, push myself into working on assignments, to play the keys, to appreciate the lookingforwardto, to be bothered, to keep what was once mine to keep. Amongst other things.

Hell, I’ve even partially lost the zeal for cooking.

Nothing excites me anymore.

I’m going to get over this hill of work, I am.
And then I’m going to practice Whitney’s I Have Nothing until it flows from my fingertips.
And party til the break of dawn, all else be damned.
I am going to bother, if it kills me.

I’ve heard it said that if you don’t use it, you lose it. At least some losses are salvageable.